Aly MacDraven
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ME : Born to an Elven King and evidently a Goddess. Features show her fathers people, but her coloring of flame-red hair and sea green eyes show her mothers, and she has a temper to match.She loves fiercely those she deems worthy, and doesn't really waste time on the others. Recently wed to Zindelo Lovari, and is madly in love with him.
She has a grown son from a past love, and a babe with the same man who tore her heart out.
She is found mostly at the side of her Queen, or in the Ales 'n Tales Tavern. Her days are spent at the docks she loves. She adores her lieges, King Byron, and Queen Caillean.
Location : Southleigh Castle, Ravenwood-Port MacDraven, Lovari House-Vatra
Occupation/Titles : Duchess Ravenwood, Minister of Defense, Wife of the Rom Baro-Zindelo of the Lovari, Princess of the Ta'rhani people
Humor : "...an' there I was...."
Number of posts : 631
Registration date : 2007-09-26
 | | Septemeber 9, In th' Year 'f our Queen, 1468 | |
"As I sit here writing, th' world seems to hav' gone addle-pated around
me. I cannot make sense 'f much, if any 'f 't now. My guts seem to
nev'r stop tightenin' on me, an' each an' every day seems to be a new
chore to live."A dip into the quill once more, and a drip on the parchment that she smeared while trying to clean it with the pad of her thumb."Diana still lays abed, in th' throes 'f th' death sleep. I will her to
awaken each time I see her. She is such a lovely youg lass wi' much to
live for, yet she lays in Hades arms still. Mayhap I shall go see him
an' beg a favor. I'd gladly stay in Tartarus a year an' a day if he
will let Diana go. This incident has torn th' Kingdom an' twill be hard
pressed to mend 't smartly."
She sat back for one moment and took a breath before leaning to the desk once more."Michael Bonney an' I hav'
parted ways. This shouldna be anything I
dinna expect an' truly was no fault 'f any involved. He is just away to
much. There is naught to build upon if we hav' no time to build. One
day...th' one wha't is s'posed to be my life mate shall find me. I am
becomin' very cynical about men an' th' words they speak to me. Either
death er separation is mine enemy an' I cannot fight an' win either."With that last entry, she closed her binding, got up and left her office. | |
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